As my parents declutter their family farmhouse, we are settling into our bungalow surrounded by beloved heirlooms, finding the perfect mantel home for my great-grandfather’s brass spittoon.

After a quiet couple of days being under the weather, a return to the routine brings yard work, shed progress, and a meditative afternoon experimenting with ink pressings of garden plants.

A weekend visit with family brought plenty of joyful moments with Fox, a truly unique and unforgettable dog.

A hot summer walk to the library for a DVD and a new book turns into a refreshing downtown break at LeBauer Park, sparking a reflection on Greensboro’s beautifully designed Fisher Park.

To avoid the trap of infinite sitting and thinking, I'm adapting the flexible block schedule I used as a professor to bring a gentle, focus-driven rhythm to my early retirement days.

Recent rain and newly cleared privets have brought the front yard hostas back to life.

The backyard shed revamp is officially underway with the first coat of paint, on its way to a fresh, color-drenched look.

Progress on the front yard landscape timbers and the backyard apothecary, topped off with the installation of a shiny new rain gauge.

A quick snapshot on the serendipity of bringing home fresh garden tomatoes and yellow squash from a visit to my parents' house.